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Tattoo: Jooheon❤️‍🔥

a/n: smooth, romantic, slow driving through the desert of the west vibes. Bonnie and Clyde/Lone Ranger/ On the Run inspired with a rough necked Jooheon risking life and limb with his ride or die beside him. Enjoy❤️

BadBoyJooheonxBlackFemOC. Raw lazy morning sex. Some violent flashbacks italicized

Vibes🎶🎧: No Ordinary Love - Sade

Like a Tattoo- Sade

Cherish the Day- Sade

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The alarm screeched offensively in her ears and the light of morning crept through her eyelids before even opening.

The air in the cheap pit stop motel was thick and hazy of mothballs, cigarette smoke and dust. But the calmness was welcomed after what the two endured the night before.

Jasmine rolls onto her back stiffly, the thin sheets clinging to her soft curves and the warmth of her lover's skin greets her waking senses.

She turns her body to align with his, the tip of her nose grazing over his shoulder blade as she scoots closer.

"Honey?" She beckons in a whisper.

Lips as soft as satin press intimately against his nape and he stirs beneath the covers.

He groans softly in protest and Jasmine continues with her lips over his skin, this time curling her hand over his waist to brush his taut abdomen.

"Baby..." she murmurs, gliding her lips down to the top of his spine. Her fingertips extends over his torso and lingers just above his naval, where he contracts reflexively to her touch.

"Its time to wake up.." she says and like a siren to the lost sailor amidst the endless seas, Jooheon is pulled from the darkness.

He sighs heavily and lays his hand over the daintier one teasing the skin below his sternum and for a moment, he doesn't move.

Neither of them do.

Only bracing themselves for the inevitable moment where time marched on and the ghosts of their past would come lurking behind every corner, seeking retribution for their sins.

She held him, counting the beats of his scarred heart.

Calm.

Even.

Steady as always despite it all.

Last night, Jooheon killed a man and on the path they chose , she knew it wouldn't be the last time he would have to.

The damnation of the deed would haunt him every waking second.

But with her tucking herself against his body so warmly, feeling her breasts pressing into his back, Jooheon could forgive the monster that he was.

Even if only for a moment.

Smoke danced from the heated barrel and furniture tumbled beneath the fallen victims weight. His back hits the carpeted floors and the growing crimson stain expands over his white collared shirt.

"Shit...shit.."

Repeated curses hiss through bared teeth beneath Jooheon's breath with wild eyes.

He touched her.

Stupid mother fucker touched her and he had it coming.

Those were the words looping through Jooheon's mind as he backed away from the subdued assailant as he exhaled his final breath.

Jasmine stands frozen in the corner of the room, covering her partial nudity with the sheet she'd torn from the bed. Her bottom lip swelled and bled from being slapped across the room, but adrenaline kept her from feeling it.

Her eyes were wide and fearful as Jooheon remained planted with his gun raised and aimed at the law enforcer's chest.

The fateful discovery of the mark's true identity set their new lives in motion as the world came to a screeching halt the moment the badge fell from his bloody fingers.

He was a cop.

Jooheon had just killed a cop.

A dirty one , no less but.

Still....

His chest rose and fell as he panted, and his hand trembled against the cold smoking steal still in his grasp.

It was supposed to be a normal sting.

She'd lure him in from the bar after boozing him up and convincing him to stay the night in a motel near by. As soon as he fell asleep, they'd rob him blind before moving on to the next town.

Simple and seamless.

No one was meant to get hurt.

Nobody was supposed to die.

"Are you alright?" He speaks over the dead deputy but the concern in his voice was intended only for her.

"Yes. Im...Im fine. Baby, is he...." She stammers but the words die along with the answer she feared.

"Did you get the money?" He interjects sharply, this time snapping his neck in her direction.

The fear in her auburn eyes deepen at Jooheon's glare.

All traces of shock and fear had dissipated and the only feeling she could detect in his eyes was cold and un-remorseful.

The eyes of a killer.

Jooheon breaks from her embrace to sit up and stretch, the mattress groaning in protest as he moves. Jasmine lifts her head curiously with a softened pout at the grotesque sight.

The wideness of his back takes up her full view and her eyes fall straight to the darkening bruises that branded his skin.

She hated how they worsened as the time passed. The night they happened, there was barely a mark. Now his honey tanned complexion was marred by blotches of red and purple under his shoulder blades from being slammed against the dresser repeatedly. It made her stomach hurt just thinking about it.

Without thinking, she reaches out to gently to trace the biggest bruise over his ribs and Jooheon flinches.

"Im sorry." she grimaces and he looks over his shoulder at her wary expression. He regards her quietly for a moment, taking note of her unwrapped bun of curls topping her head, loose strands sticking out in every direction. Her sleepy eyes were still swollen from crying and Jooehon recalled hugging her against his chest in the shower that previous night.

His brow hardened for a second before smoothing again, and he exhaled tiredly before pinching the tip of Jasmine's nose affectionately.

"For what?" He yawns and Jasmine shrugs a shoulder.

"I don't know....everything...." she simpers, avoiding his hard gaze.

Her chin begins to tremble as emotions rushed through. Jasmine was a tough girl but that only got her so far. Only Jooheon triggered something in her to melt away the hard exterior.

"Don't start.." he croons, shaking his head. The morning rasp in his voice was as soothing and attractive as it always was. Like the crackling of a fire or the soft rumble of a distant storm.

"S'too early for all that crying baby..." He slurs his sords tiredly, laying back to rest on his elbows and Jasmine huffs.

"Be honest. How bad is it? How bad does it hurt you? Should I run you a bath? Or go to a hospital?...."she suggests rapid fire and Jooheon immediately rolls over to face her. His expression was hard but his eyes softened the moment he saw the tears glistening over her face.

He reaches up to cup her cheek, his other hand on her waist to pull her closer.

"And what names would we give them? Jooheon Lee? The cop killer...most wanted man on the southern coast.." he jokes with a sleepy smirk but Jasmine doesn't find the humor.

"That's not funny." She deadpans. Her eyes fall back towards the patterns of red and purple blotching his skin. Shes careful with her touch this time as she recounted the cause of them,blinking the violent memory away soon after.

"Ive never seen bruises this dark before and Im worried." her voice shook. Tentative fingertips hover over the corner of Jooheon's mouth that still

"Ive had worse. These are nothing. Its nothing.."he feigns and Jasmine rolls her eyes.

"How can you be so dismissive?...like none of this scares you." She shakes her head, attempting to turn away from him to get out of the bed. But she's stopped when Jooheon's hand grips her hip firmly.

"Who says Im not scared?" Jooheon smiles weakly before leaning over her body, nestling his hand against the sheets underneath her arm. He tilts his head slightly to brush the tip of his nose over hers until she giggles, taking the parted opportunity to run the tip of his tongue through the slit.

"My heart damn near stopped when I heard you scream for me. Then I walked in that room and saw you trapped underneath that son of a bitch. I was afraid. Afraid that I'd finally done it. Finally put you in a position that I couldnt get you out of. That I'd finally lost you..."

His vulnerability was accented by the way his hands went from frisky to tender, the pads of his fingers grazing the skin of her cheeks as he spoke.

"But fear never stopped me from doing what had to be done. Id kill him again. Him and whoever tries to hurt you. And I mean that shit.."

Jasmine knew he did. If she knew nothing else, she knew Jooheon was the type of man to do exactly what he says he'll do. And while it should have frightened her a little, she only felt herself falling deeper into the abyss of their love.

"I know.." she all but whispers after staring longingly into Jooheon's exhausted eyes. He smiles despite them.

"Damn right. Cuz' youre my girl. Now....Why should I go to some hospital when youre all I need? Hmm? Only you know how to take care of me..." He his voice rumbles just above a growl, fanning her lips with his warm breath.

Even first thing in the morning, Jooheon tasted of deep bourbon and cinnamon and Jasmine sighed softly at his subtle permission to enter her mouth.

He melts into her body with a sigh of his own, partially of relief and from the soreness that smarts all over his back and torso. She wasn't being dramatic in her concern for his injuries. He'd taken a beating last night but nothing in him was broken.

Nothing in him ever broke until she showed up in his life....

Broken glass, overturned and broken chairs scattered the carpet under their feet.

Jasmine blinks, unsure of what to say and she eventually steps forward timidly. Jooheon sways as the brunt of his wounds have him staggering backward.

Before drawing his gun, he and the deputy engaged in quite the scuffle. Jooheon's back collided with several parts of the room as they exchanged blows. He was much bigger and stronger than Jooheon had anticipated. It came to a point of no choice.

It was gonna either be him or Jooheon, and that was a no-brainer.

"Babe..." Jasmine rushes toward him just as he's about to stumble back, catching his arm.

Jooheon winces at her touch, digging deep into his lip with his teeth. Wordlessly , he nods to her unsaid question, reaching under the arm she held to cradle a rib that was likely broken. He jerks his chin towards the floor and Jasmine releases him to quickly snatch up the wad of rolled cash she attempted to pull from the slumbering giant's pocket several minutes ago that lies abandoned at the foot of the tussled bed.

Jooheon stowed his weapon slowly, his eyes never leaving the motionless man steadily bleeding through the floor.

He then helps her gather her things and dress herself, his eyes shifting around the room to ensure nothing was left behind that could be traced back to them.

His eyes dart back to the deputy's legs that peaked out from the other side of the bed and swallows.

"You got everything?" he asks her and she nods, patting over her body to verify.

"Yeah. Lets go before someone hears us..." she insists and Jooheon hesitates as his eyes continuously scanned the disheveled motel room.

There was very little Jooheon regretted in his life, not even what he'd just done. It was necessary. He could hear Jasmine's muffled screams from through walls and before she could give him the signal, he kicked in the door to find the sweaty mongrel on top of her with his hands around his girl's throat.

All he saw was red.

He had to.

Jasmine shrugs on the leather jacket Jooheon loaned her from his shoulders.

She runs a shaky hand through her disheveled curls hair thoughtlessly before stepping around him towards the cracked door.

Before she can pass , Jooheon grips her by the arm and she turns to him sharply. His eyes fall straight to the bloody cut splitting her bottom lip then back up to her eyes.

"Im fine. Lets go..." she ensures, and with a gentle tug of her wrist, they were gone.

Jooheon's hands were rough from years of dirty work and fighting but when they passed over Jasmine's ignited flesh, they felt like silk. He strokes her body with the same tempered slowness of his tongue against hers.

Caressing her cheek.

Skimming over her jaw and neck.

Cupping her breast and tweaking her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Teasing the thin scripted tattoo that tickled over the side of her ribs, where his name was forever branded on her skin.

Honey...

The sweetest taboo she'd ever be addicted to.

"Bet youre already wet for me, huh....." he exhales as his hand sneaks low between their bodies, his two fingers rushing to spread her dewy petals.

Its less a question than it is a statement.

That was something he'd grown to know of his girl.

She was always ready for him.

Ready for anything..

His fingers dip inside of her with ease and both of them let out a gratified moan between their lips. Jooheon pumps them into her slowly, pushing them so deep that his palm pressed against her clit with each pass.

Jasmine's hips rolled in attempt to dictate the rhythm of Jooheon's hand, but he maintained a steady pace while pressing upward, teasing her spot.

When she gasped, a sinful smirk crossed his lips.

"Wassup, baby?" Jooheon's morning voice rasped deep with the question, keeping his lips idled over hers. Jasmine's wetness squelched loudly against his fingers and her breath caught in her throat the fast they moved inside of her

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck, baby. Fuck me...please.." she moaned desperately while fighting back the tears as Jooheon's trigger fingers brought her close to the edge. It never took him long. He was just good like that.

His thumb swept over her clit lazily, most of his focus on making her erupt for him from the inside.

He seemed to ignore her plea, steadily stroking her expertly with the same hands he'd used to end a life just hours ago. The irony was cruel but neither of them would acknowledge it. Definitely not now.

"How you want me, baby? Deep like this?" He indulged her requests for more of him with his lips and teeth grazing her jaw.

Jooheon holds Jasmine down by her hip with his free hand as his other continued its work, fucking his fingers into her faster until he could feel the pressure building.

High-pitched breathy moans spurned Jooheon on , letting him know she was almost there. Her pussy pulsed around his fingers and squeezed them desperately.

"Yep. Yep..there you go..give it here.." he drawls, pulling Jasmine's body up from the mattress, tugging at her until she seizes under the intensity of her orgasm. Not a soul could rest with how Jasmine screamed Jooheon's name just then. Her voice raw and slightly broken, clinging to the walls of their decrepit motel room.

A labored chuckle shakes Jooheon's chest as he marveled at Jasmine's beauty with his fingers still deep inside of her to the knuckle , rubbing over her spot soothingly, coaxing as much of her milky nectar out of her that he could.

"My baby..." he growled, leaning down to kiss the tears streaming from her cheeks, knowing they stemmed from pleasure and frustration. Jooheon knew she only wanted to cum with him deep inside of her, carving his name on her soul. The way only he could. He knew it was what her body craved , to feel full and overpowered by him. But there was something indescribable about watching her unravel by the skill of his hand and the rush he felt from it.

Shortly after pulling his dripping fingers from her heat, Jooheon set out to do what he knew Jasmine needed. He spreads her legs wider, grunting as he got situated between her body and the thin sheet covering them. His underwear is pushed down roughly with one hand, and he releases a stiff sigh of relief when the air hits his sensitive skin.

The weight of Jooheon's dick slapping against Jasmine's sensitive heat sends of jolt of sensation through her, quickly waking her out of her daze and straight into anticipation mode.

Her trembling hands rush to Jooheon's waist, her arms locking her spread legs wide open and giving both of them a vivid view of their juncture. His manhood weeped a single bead from the tip as he teased it up and down through her folds. He only did that a few times before sliding right in, stretching her slowly until he bottomed out as she whimpered softly. Jooheon dropped his full weight onto Jasmine, their bare chests and heartbeats pressed together as he hinged his hips back a little.

"Ah shit.." he huffed against her cheek, leaning into her to peck her jawline with a kiss. He asks her if she's good, to which she nods frantically in response before he set out on a heart pounding pace.

Jasmine barely has the voice to moan anymore, let alone the wind, since every deep stroke knocked it out of her. Her mind was far too scrambled with pleasure to form a word anyway. So she does only what she can manage, cling to Jooheon's wide back to keep him where he was until she was spent and he'd given her everything he had in return.

The chorus of his deep throaty grunts against her neck and her breathy whines drove them both to the brink of madness, Jasmine's teary eyes already rolling back the longer Jooheon fucked her.

"Jooheon..oh god..." she cried when a sharp jab against her cervix has her seeing stars. Its a mixture of pain and pleasure she was obsessed with and became well acquainted with since meeting this man.

"Hmm?" he hums against her, snapping into her harder. Jasmine mumbled something incoherent as she hugged him tightly from inside and out. Jooheon hisses at the squeeze of her walls around him but his efforts never falter.

"You love this dick, don't you baby? Hmm? You love it?" He mouthed his way back to her lips, catching one of them between his teeth before asking again. He needed the praise the way a growing flame needed kindling. It boosted him, charged him up in ways nothing else could.

"Yes..yes I love it..I love you.." Jasmine hiccuped against his kiss, finally releasing a strangled moan when Jooheon adjusted the angle of his stroke to hit her right where his fingers just were. Although he didnt say it back, Jasmine felt every inch of his love as it roved through her tirelessly. She felt his love every time he gripped her waist as if he were afraid she'd slip away and he would have lost her forever.

Jasmine's breath quickened and from the sound of her keening moans, Jooheon felt her nearing the precipice. He braced himself for another beautiful disaster while getting lost in her.

"Fuck....Yes, Come on. Cum for me baby. Cum on it if you love it.." he huffed, putting everything he has into making her body shake. His rhythm gradually becomes staggered, all while his hands held her ass up right where he needed it.

Her voice had gone hoarse and her mouth stale from panting, but it was enough to have Jooheon's control wavering.

Jasmine could tell he was just as close to cumming as she was and the lust drunk vixen inside of her would do whatever it took for that to happen.

"Cum inside me...please. I want you so deep baby..." she moans for him, knowing it was exactly what he needed to hear. She wanted his seed deep in her womb. Damn the consequences, she'd deal with them later.

Jooheon squeezed her hips hard enough to leave bruises as he slapped into her faster and faster.

Both of them hadnt realized how transfixed they were with watching Jooheon damn near splitting Jasmine in half until they looked at eachother. Jasmine blinks away the blur from her vision in time to lock eyes with her lover.

Her pain. Her anchor. Her gravity.

All of that reflected in his wounded stare. His furrowed brow that was still sliced at its arch from the deputy's right hook. His bottom lip strained between his teeth as he gradually allowed himself to get lost in her, but his eyes remained locked on hers as if she would be the one to help him find his way back.

"Honey I love you..."she blurts, the fresh tears glittering her fixed gaze on Jooheon's overwhelmed expression.

With one final slam of his hips and an emphatic grunt, Jooheon pressed himself as deep as Jasmine's body would allow him, puttung him flush against her sensitive cervix. Her legs wrapped around him and locked him deep inside of her, both of them moaning in sync until both of them came undone.

Their eyes never left eachothers, not even when Jooheon's dick pumped waves of cum into her pulsating heat. They held eachother in the reflection of their souls until one of them relents. This time its Jasmine, as she goes limp beneath him with her nails dragging lazily over his shoulder blades.

Their bare chests played a game of push and pull with their synchronized panting, Jooheon's muscles flexing subtly as he slowly pushed himself up.

With a few lingering kisses between them, he slowly pulls out of Jasmine with a breathy groan that sends a chill up her spine. He wouldnt know based soley on how she appeared to him though, eyes barely open and serene faced.

She would go back to sleep if he left there undisturbed long enough, but both of them knew with the rising sun, came reality.

"Alright babe..C'mon. We gotta move.." Jooheon sighs, grunting as he climbed off of her tiredly, tapping her upper thigh just enough to cause her skin to ripple. She mumbles in protest but ultimately obeys as she too rolled off the bed, both them setting out to get freshened up and dressed quickly for check out.

They resented it but was indeed time to move. With news of a dead cop circling local news , along with grainy CCTV footage of a man and a woman fleeing the crime scene hand in hand on loop, it was in the couples best interest to not stay in the same place for long.

They had no other choice after all..

Her hands didn't shake when she pulled back on the gun, loading the chamber with a bullet seamlessly as if she'd been doing it her entire life. The sun was high and the wind were graceful on their drive through the barren land of sienna sands and tumble weed. Jooheon's dark hair tossled with the breeze as he drove with his elbow resting in the window sill.

Smoke swirled from the Newport tucked between his fingers and he lifts it to his lips for one more drag before flicking it carelessly to the breeze. He exhales the smoke through his nose as he glances over at his passenger, smirking fondly at how comfortable she'd become handling his weapon.

Admittedly, it was kind of sexy.

"You know what you doing over there?" He snarks, turning to put his attention back on the endless road and Jasmine scoffs.

"Id hope so, or the guy who showed me dont know shit either." She perks her brow as she switched the safety back with a smirk that matched Jooheon's. He scowls over at her briefly with a bitten lip and reaches over to pinch the skin of her neck playfully, making her shrug into his hand and giggle.

"Ouch! Quit" she snaps but Jooheon was only getting started. He contiues poking and pinching her playfully in the places he knew her to be most ticklish. Jasmine retaliates by poking him in the ribs, forgetting about his injuries, and Jooheon recoils with a sharp hiss.

"Ah ah..Chillchillchill..." he chuckles in surrender, seeming to be yield as Jasmine's smile vanished. She huffs in annoyance , lightly tapping Jooheon's uninjured shoulder to scold him. But it was hard to stay mad at him when he got into these playful moods, which occurred far and few between now that their lives had taken such a serious turn.

"Why do you play so damn much?! You know youre hurt but wanna start shit..." she fusses ineffectively and Jooheon stifles his laughter while rubbing at his tender ribs.

" 'cause Im a shit starter, duh..." he snarks, poking his tongue out between his teeth as he smirked. Even with his wounds, he was still as fine as he could be. Jasmine rolls her eyes.

"Whatever..focus on driving Mr.Shit Starter..."

Jooheon bites his lip to keep his tongue at bay, maintaining the control over the '64 Impala with his driving hand secured on the steering wheel. Only the sounds of the radio playing and the engine revving as Jooheon accelerated filled the open space between them. Jasmine was leaning against her side of the car, her gaze on the desert landscape while her partners dimpled grin flashed in her direction mischievously. He stole glances from the road to continue pestering her by poking her side until she comically threatens him with violence.

Just then, a jackrabbit appears out of nowhere and dashes across the road. Out of reflex, Jooheon's right arm extends towards Jasmine and presses her against her seat as he swerved to avoid ringing the dinner bell for the vultures stalking the skies. The whole car jerks sharply and straightens back on it's path, its driver cursing under his breath.

"Little fucker.." Jooheon mutters with disdain as he watched the varmint kicking up dust as it shrunk in the distance via his side view.

"Its not the rabbit's fault you can't drive. Better stop playing so much." Jasmine scolds him with a giggle, her hand carressing his protective arm. Jooheon kissed his teeth arrogantly at the mirror before relaxing, returning that dominant arm to the task of controlling the steering.

"Yeah yeah..You just make sure youve got a good handle on that gun, maam. Before you fuck around and shoot a hole through my dash.." He smirks over at her and Jasmine rolls her eyes. Mainly because of how old that joke was getting. He just loved to tease her over how green she was compared to him, although it was what he loved about her most.

"I know what Im doing. Shut up." She wrinkles her nose cutely, promptly stowing the 9mm safely in its place below her seat.

"Youre the one whose always handing it to me in the first place. You must be prepared for me to shoot someone with it.." she adds and Jooheon shakes his head.

"I prefer you didn't. Not until I have a chance to really teach you how to handle it. For now, I just need you to know how to reload it just in case I...." he pauses, something in his rear view snagging his attention.

"Just in case what?.." Jasmine parrots, her brow creasing in worry.

Jooheon doesnt respond immediately, his jaw tensing slightly as he checked his other mirrors. He squints at the shape of a vehicle speeding up in thier lane behind them.

It had been back there a while, and Jooheon had been inconspicuously monitoring it since leaving the last city.

It wasnt until they'd crosses into another state that he began to wonder if that truck was just coincidentally heading the same way as them, or if they were being followed.

Jooheon couldn't shake the paranoia, leading the type of life he did, but its heightened by the fact that it wasnt just himself he had to worry about anymore.

He wordlessly offers his palm to Jasmine, the known signal for her to quickly pass him his gun.

She does so, her hands trembling now that there seemed to be an immentnt threat, but Jooheon remains as cool as he always did. He sits up in his seat slightly, checking his mirrors again as the vehicle drew closer.

"What?" Jasmine tried to hide the panic in her voice as best as she could. Jooheon nods towards the rear view mirror and Jasmine turns her body slightly to look behind them. Noting the approaching SUV, she frowns.

Jooheon cranes his neck, squinting at the vehicles reflection suspicously.

"That look like an undercover to you?" He asks and Jasmine's eyes go wide.

"Undercover? Like a cop?"her voice breaks

and Jooheon nods sharply, toggling his sharp gaze between the road and the trucks reflection in his mirror.

"You think a cop is following us?" Jasmime tenses and Jooheon shrugs a shoulder calmly.

"I don't know. Just got a weird feeling. Sit back.."

Jasmine hadn't noticed she was fully facing the backseat, straining her neck to see behind their car. She quickly rights herself, sinking in the seat a little as if to hide.

"What do you mean you don't know? You think its a cop?" She asks again while sneaking another look back. A large hand curls over her thigh, giving it a reassuring squeeze before returning to the matte black handgun nestled in his lap.

"Just chill, baby..." Jooheon speaks calmly as he sensed Jasmine's anxiety. Not that she could help it. Anything that had Jooheon on guard made her nervous.

"Im chill, I promise..." she huffs, looking back towards the unidentified vehicle.

From what Jasmine could see, they were being tailed by a large SUV for a while but she hadn't noticed since it kept its distance until now. It had very dark tint, even on the windshield , so she could barely make out the silhouette of the driver. It could be anyone behind them. A stranger. An enemy...

As her brain thumbed through its rolodex of potential antagonists, Jasmine hadn't realized that the SUV had gotten close enough for her hear it's engine. Jooheon tightens his jaw, as well as his grip on the gun in his lap with his keen eye on his rear view mirror.

She wasn't so sure what was going on in that mind of his, but surely shooting their way out of the situation wasn't it.

It couldn't be. If whoever was behind them was indeed law enforcement, resorting to gunplay would be suicide.

The SUV pulls up closer, just enough to hear the bass of music bumping inside of it. Jooheon maintains his speed, not wanting to provoke a chase while keeping his steady hand on his lap. If he felt any fear at all, Jasmine couldn't tell.

Fucking with a cop was like poking a hornet's nest. Trigger one and the swarm ensues. That was the worst possible outcome and for all they knew, backup was already on the way and they were just sitting ducks on the highway.

If it came to a fight, Jooheon wouldnt go out without one if running wasnt an option.

"No...not like this. Please.." Jasmine prayed to herself. It was quite audacious for her to believe any higher power would be listening after the things she's done, but she couldnt help but hope.

"Please.." she whispers shakily just as the SUV revved closer.

After a silent stand off seemed to occur between him and the driver behind them, the SUV switches lanes and accelerates to pass their car. It then crosses in front of them, only to speed off well over the limit.

"Son of a bitch" Jooheon hissed, his grip loosening on the steering wheel.

Both he and Jasmine sigh, Jooheon puffing his cheeks before passing the gun back to her carefully.

"We're good." he exhales, still eyeing the unsuspecting vehicle as it zoomed off in the distance. Jasmine felt as if her heart had stopped beating the moment their cars were closest, a haunting vision of the grim reaper behind the wheel, ready to take them both away to place to pay for their many sins.

Jooheon shoots her a quick look when she says nothing, noting the trepidation in her expression, before reaching over to pinch her chin with a half-hearted smile.

"Hey, we're ok. Relax.."

Easy for him to say.

"This time..." she mutters, turning her face to slip from his hold. She quickly reaches up to dab away the tear pricking the corner of her eye before exhaling.

Jooheon's gun felt heavier than usual in her lap and her gaze falls on it as a grim fact reared its head.

"You need to teach me." she says and Jooheon's brow creases with confusion.

With his eyes still trained ahead, he frowns.

"Teach you?"

"How to shoot. How to fight. Something! I cant just sit here while you do eveything to protect us. I need to be able to protect you too."

"For what? I do well enough protecting myself." he almost laughs but Jasmine saw nothing funny.

"Still. You can't drive and shoot Jooheon. What if something did happen and you were hurt? More than you already are. I feel so damn useless.." She rolls her eyes, turning her body slightly to face the door.

Jooheon's smirk faded at the insecurity in Jasmine's voice. He looks over at her, watching her shrink in her seat beside him as she watches the desert zoom past them.

A hard lump of realism catches in Jooheon's throat as he considers the suggestion. Immediately, the image of her being willing to put herself in danger to protect him threatens to yank his heart from his chest.

"Hey.." Jooheon reaches over with his hand palm side up. Jasmine's eyes go to it then to his unreadable profile. She places her hand in his without hesitation and Jooheon lifts it to his lips, grazing her knuckles with a kiss.

"You have my heart Jas."

Jasmine's brows lift at the hint of vulnerabilty seasoning his words. He must have sensed her knowing since he didnt look at her, keeping his eyes on the road ahead as he spoke.

"Every vein. Every beat. It's you. You know that right?" he hardens his glare, swallowing against the tension. Jasmine kept her gaze on the side of his face, tucking her bottom lip as she nodded.

"I do." she confirms after several beats. Jooheon visibly relaxes at the response, swallowing again. He sighs as if the weight of his feelings wore on him so heavily, that just saying them brought some relief.

"Good. So maybe just.. hold onto it for me? Because that's all I need from you. Keep being my reason. I can teach you how to handle a gun and how to think if it brings you peace of mind. Just please know that you will never be usueless. Not to me, not to anyone. So never say that shit, ok?"

Jasmine's brow crinkled as she digested his words. His feelings werent new to her. As it was stated before, Jasmine felt Jooheon's love in every thing he did. The way he looked at her. The way he touched her. The way he'd grip her thigh when he drove or the way he tussled with a man twice his size to protect her. She knew without a shadow of a doubt that he loved her, but to hear him say it in his own way just now....

Her pause was expected and Jooheon found amusement in her silence as he looked over, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

"No need to dirty these pretty hands of yours, baby. But should you ever need to shoot somebody, make sure youre aiming.." he winks, reiterating his gentle tease before their drive took a serious turn. Jooheon lets out a hearty laugh when he notices Jasmine's scowl melting into a reluctant smile.

"Whatever." she rolls her eyes playfully, making Jooheon chuckle. She tries to reclaim her hand, but its kept locked within her man's grip possessively.

"Naw, listen. You said you wanted to learn and that was part of your first unofficial lesson." he teases again, tightening his hold on Jasmine's hand since he knew she'd try to swat at him if he didn't. At his resistance to let go, the heaviness from before dissipated completely and Jasmine allows herself to laugh again. He is talent for manipulating the mood never ceased to amaze her.

"You get on my nerves.." she giggles, surrendering to Jooheon's charm yet again. For the first time in minutes, Jasmine feels her heartbeat's rhythm simmer down to a resting pace, knowing it had everything to do with Jooheon's calming nature. She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and shook her head before continuing.

"..and you know , I'm ok with leaving the shooting part up to you for now. To be honest, just holding it for you when you drive makes me feel kind of dangerous.." she admits cutely and Jooheon flashes her a dimpled grin.

"Oh, you are dangerous. Trust me.."

Even though she detected sarcasm in his tone, there was an underlying implication of his words that had Jasmine wondering if he really meant that. She never asked him though.

Jooheon doesn't say another word, merely pulling up Jasmine's hand and brushing another kiss over it. Their fingers remain interlocked as he cruised silently with a hardened stare over the steering wheel.

Eventually, Jooheon knew everything would catch up to him. Before Jasmine entered his life, it didnt bother him one bit. He accepted his fate and could handle his karma. But he also knew Jasmine didn't deserve any of this.

But he also wasn't good enough of a man to let her go...

The landscape of scorching sands, burnt sienna dunes and cyan skies that faded into pink stretched on with the faded concrete chasing the ombre horizon. They'd been traveling all day, putting hundreds of miles between them and the fate that would never stop chasing. As tiresome it was to be on the run, buying them another day together would always be worth it.

Jasmine shifts her head against the cushioned headrest to admire Jooheon as he focused on getting them somewhere safe for the night, the lights of a distant city already glittering ahead.

His profile, those hard and focused eyes as if he was drowning in his thoughts, was just a beautiful as it always was. Despite the bloodied bruises that marred the corner id his mouth and brow.

He would always be enough.

Even if he was complicated.

So. Fucking. Complicated....

But he was hers. Engrained. Engraved in ink and blood for eternity.

And she'd wear it proudly, just like a tattoo.